It was August at a birthday party in Falls Church where we first met. Though few words were exchanged between us, aside from one joke (according to Andrew) about ketchup, some pivotal glances definitely occurred. Contact remained fairly minimal save for a cute snapchat or two of the late, great best-boy Eddie Bauer. Then Halloween happened. Andrew was an evil nun and Wynn was the Beldam from Coraline. Sparks flew standing next to that industrial sized trashcan as we discussed our love of Europe and Wynn’s ever-deepening love for the movie, Coraline. Following Halloween, Andrew sent a well-timed Facebook message, and the first date was set. A cozy outdoor table at Madfox (RIP) where Wynn learned that quadruplets were a real thing and Andrew learned that Wynn was unfortunately a ‘cat-person’. Nearly six years later – a myriad of concerts, a move to the ‘boonies’, an addition of the other best-boy Hank, countless house projects and extravagant homemade meals, one pandemic, possibly holding the record of visiting every winery in Virginia – and we’re finally walking down the aisle. We cannot wait for everyone to join and celebrate our love as we start the next chapter of our lives.